With no machete, no flint axe, no bow and arrows and no wildlife in any direction (apart from a few birds and a proliferation of large flies) we concluded that our primitive ancestors probably couldn't survive here either were they to be transplanted to the here and now. Unless of course they followed our own course of action and walked back down to the Wookey Hole car park where we each bought an ice-cream.
Then we drove to Tescos.
The Ebbor Gorge
Clare looks for shelter and supper
Home for the night?